Saturday, September 13, 2008

Breakfast of Champions

This morning Ella requested banana, breakfast bar and yogurt. I obliged. Only Ella doesn't like it when you "break" her food. We don't cut sandwiches in half. We don't cut up fruit. We certainly don't break our breakfast bars in half. When the breakfast bar broke in half, Ella declared herself done, despite the fact she'd only eaten two bites. That, my friends, is even more neurotic than me.